Eustace knew that he shouldn't go into the ocean, he knew that he could and probably would get hurt. He was only 5, he couldn't swim properly yet, and the waves were strong. But maybe if he got Alberta and Harold mad enough, they'd finally see him.
He was tired of being alone.
Eustace was very smart, especially for a 5 year old. He knew Harold and Alberta didn't want a son.
What they wanted was was a trophy.
Harold and Alberta always showed off how "intelligent, refined, and well behaved" he was, but that was only when other people were around. When it was just Alberta and Harold with him, Eustace was left by himself with the strict warning that children should be seen not heard.
That was why he acted mean.
It was also why he hated his cousins, the Pevensie. They didn't know how much it hurt to be alone, and they never would because they were friends. He hated them and they hated him, so it was even.
His cousins always called him beastly because he always did everything he could to get them in trouble. They deserved it.
He was ready to go into the water to make Harold and Alberta care. Maybe, if he was really hurt they'd hug him. Maybe they'd be so grateful that he was okay, that they'd call him son and fuss over him. And maybe, just maybe, let him call them mom and dad. And with that thought, Eustace walked into the icy waves.
As soon as he was in the water, he was knocked down, but he got up again. Refusing to stop,he kept walking deeper into the water. Eustace looked back to Harold and Alberta, and his heart broke to see that they hadn't even noticed that he was gone, much less that he was in danger. So, when the next wave came to drag him down, he didn't try to float, he just let the wave take him.
Maybe the wave would take him somewhere he could find a family that cared about him.
As he went under, he sensed a shift in the air. he suddenly felt warm and at peace. then he heard a rumbling voice that said, "Rest easy my son, for I have you" just then, he knew that everything would be okay. He felt himself drift off and smiled, knowing he was saved and feeling he was loved.
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In a dinghy- that was in no way worthy of being called a boat- in the middle of nowhere sat four men. Three of which were, glaring at the fourth, whom they'd unanimously decided was the idiot at fault for their predicament.
Why me, yoi? What did i do to deserve an idiot like him as my best friend?! thought one of the three.
Gurarara! My sons always getting into these messes, the snot nosed brats. thought the oldest of the four with amused resignation.
I should have stayed home today, thought the other, but no i had to come as moral support stupid pompadour, stupid flaming turkey, stupid dinghy, just stupid everything damnit
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(A.N. I own nothing but the plot One Piece belongs to Oda and Narnia to C.S. Lewis)